and the bass keeps runnin runnin

[250mhzwabl]

Who: Anyone who heard the announcement, caught a flier in the plaza, of heard by word of mouth. Everyone's welcome!
What: A rave! Well, "rave." Luceti makes everything a little different.
When: June 21st, nightfall to early morning
Where: the beach near Adele's house
Summary: It's the first day of summer! This calls for bonfires, naturally, but why not spice it up with loud music, flashing lights, drinks, dancing, and a conspicuous lack of curfew?
Rating: PG to PG-13, please move anything steamier to appointments or Adele will take the hose to you



Getting all the firewood, food, and drink out to the beach had been, honestly, the hardest part of preparation. Whatever else one might say about running things on magic, it certainly did cut down on the trouble of constructing edifices and machines to run the entertainment side of a party. As it stands, the setup is labour-intensive but otherwise minimal, and there's not much to do by sunset. Escape the house before Max and Zevran, the culture-displaced madmen, can put any more eyeliner on him. Arrive at the beach. Light the bonfires. Make sure the bonfire-cooking-compliant food is set out. Put up a table loaded with bottles, cups, ice, and permanent markers. Thank the resident doctor and quartermaster once more. Plug in the stereo system.

The speakers and light show have been with him since he left his house, in the form of the resident god of mischief, and they confer over sheets of paper with track names and times written on them for a little while just before the start. That's the last of it, and by the time the sky above the mountains is beginning to darken into twilight, the first thumping, trilling strains of dance music begin to echo out across the sand.

It's the shortest night of the year. Best make every second last.

[OOC: Feel free to post your character for mingling, since this entire event is very free-form anyway. For everyone's enjoyment there is a drinks table, food, several bonfires, the ocean (lifeguards not on duty, splash drunkenly at your own risk), and of course a dancing area with lights and music. Music will probably be primarily EDM with a heavy bass line, but occasionally wander into the territories of electro-swing and the like to give even less modern partygoers a chance to show off. The light show as well will stray out of the typical at times, with the expected abstract wheeling and flashing lights giving way to more complicated illusions. Don't be surprised to find yourself and your fellows occasionally dancing in a forest glen or a Rivendell look-alike for a few minutes at a time. Loki is working the tech booth, after all.

The party will go as long as people stay and are enjoying themselves, so have fun and tag around!]

Comments

your choice, folks!

[touchofrogue]

[One or the both of you just gets a little nod as Rogue seeks to make her way out of the rave-area towards someplace a little less claustrophobic. She has a glass of something in hand, is dressed for the occasion, probably with the bright pink wig still on her head, and doesn't look like she's been dancing at all.]

have a pair!

[widows_kiss]

[The pink wig is rather hard to miss and it catches Natasha's eye as she and Bucky slip out of the crowd of dancers to catch their breaths and maybe a quick drink as well. She recognizes the girl under it and a smile flits across her lips as she alters the way they're heading for an intercept.]

Hello, Rogue. Having fun?

[jamesbarnes]

[Bucky follows without a thought when she turns, his gaze flicking away from her with mild curiosity, searching until he spots Rogue. The hair is new, but she fits right in, makeup and all.

He stops at Natasha's shoulder and inclines his head in greeting.]

Careful how you answer that, Mississippi. If you say anything but yes, she'll take it as a challenge.

[touchofrogue]

[With the way the bass was throbbing, it was a wonder she heard them at all. Her eyebrow raises a little at Bucky's warning, but Rogue believes in honesty.]

It's a great party.

[She also believes in answering questions stragically when it suits her and in trying not to actively bring other people down to her level. This isn't her kind of scene. At all. All those bodies writhing together so close... no. She really wishes she wasn't here right now.]

I can see you two are havin' a ball.

[widows_kiss]

Trying to. Someone's still getting over being scandalized. [Natasha tosses it in with a grin. Because she takes that as a challenge too. Still, she's observant enough not to miss that Rogue's not really comfortable here and she doesn't push, relaxing comfortably for the moment on the outer fringes of the crowd. The music's still loud of course - she's not sure there's anywhere on the beach where that isn't true tonight - but there's less people in their immediate vicinity, at least.]

Do you know Jack and Eugene or did you just come for the party?